Quackity smiles softly when he saw Callahan's house come into view. He scurried the last amount of land and knocked on Callahan's door.
Callahan opened the door and had a look that said, 'What Do you want at this hour?'
Quackity shoved the papers forward, "I finished the forms, here you go so you can file them. I would've got here earlier but I had to help someone."
Callahan nodded and took the papers, he waved goodbye and closed the door.
Quackity yawned, he was drained. He made the way back to Las Nevadas. Fortunately his bedroom was in the same building and floor as his office.
When he arrived at Las Nevadas he smiled softly at himself, the place was always breath-taking. He went at a quicker pace to get to his bedroom.
Quackity got to his room and locked the door behind him, he always trusted his instincts to lock the door. He changed into sleeping attire and fell into sweet unconsciousness on the bed.
Quackity woke up from a loud knock on his bedroom door. He got up and hurriedly changed into a suit.
Quackity unlocked the door. He came face to face with Wilbur when he opened it.
"What do you want, Wilbur?" Quackity grumbled.
"I just wanted to see if you did want to talk." Wilbur muttered.